[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war":3,"chapter-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-160":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Apostle of the Goddess of War",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},394394,657,"Chapter 160","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-160",160,"\u003Cp>Ch.160 Apostle of the Goddess of War\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka-BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis’s flaming sword clashed with Sion’s black greatsword. Shockwaves rippled outward, shaking heavy boulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis resisted fiercely—her swordsmanship honed through countless battles against monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would not yield, even before the Apostle of the Goddess of War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion thrust his blade sharply. Anarantis barely dodged by tilting her head, then countered instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fiery arc scraped across the ground, drawing a ring of flame—depriving Sion of footing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion blinked. He accelerated a divine ring beneath his feet, stepping lightly over the flames and continuing his footwork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung his greatsword in a massive arc—but Anarantis jumped back in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greatsword, absurdly huge, had bent like a whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d never seen such swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis was skilled—but her experience was narrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To grow stronger as an apostle, she needed to fight not just monsters, but diverse human swordsmen and demons as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka-KABOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis urgently invoked her power. Fire erupted, consuming the area—heat so intense it became nearly impassable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sion wore the Mantle of Divine Descent—infused with countless protective blessings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames kindled by mortal hands couldn’t harm him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion cleaved through the inferno—this time wielding yet another blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Already the third…!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First the Yogeo, then the black greatsword, now the eerie-patterned, unsettling Demon Sword—Mago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mago extinguished the surrounding flames—leaving Anarantis no way to block Sion’s advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gritting her teeth, Anarantis parried the strike—her wrist bones aching sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To wield so many blades with such mastery… Truly the Goddess of War’s Apostle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While binding blades, Anarantis attempted conversation—to better gauge her opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sion answered only with attack—denying her any chance to catch her breath or decipher his intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steadying breath was brief—white vapor escaping his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Dangerous!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis instantly assumed full defensive posture—so startled she deployed every defensive measure available as Apostle of Fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lock of Anarantis’s long hair fell—severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mago had grazed her neck in an instant she hadn’t even perceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she not reflexively used her power, her head would’ve been gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion sheathed his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His back alone radiated overwhelming knightly majesty. Anarantis felt as if she’d hit a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I meant to finish it. Impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis wiped cold sweat from her neck—her palm came away with a faint smear of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Thankfully shallow. I nearly died.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion reached into empty air and drew the Yogeo once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whirl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun the blade idly with his wrist—radiating utter composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘We’re both apostles… yet this gap exists?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis stared at Sion with an unreadable expression—somewhere between laughter and tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion paused mid-step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you smiling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apostle of Fire replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feels like I’ve found my goal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your goal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis assumed a stance—her competitive spirit now even stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just realized I have this rivalry within me too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion twisted the corner of his mouth in a faint smile—the silent language of warriors. He was delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a petty, reckless urge—to forget the mission entirely and just exchange blows endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two apostles smiled at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks ignited in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they steadied breath for a final strike—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka-BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth trembled—literally shaking, then melting and flowing like liquid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis looked up in shock. Sion stared at the same place, muttering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh. Seems she’s using too much power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis stared at Sion, demanding explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion sighed and sheathed his sword—this was no longer a fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Achille was speaking to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sion, Kaia is rampaging. She hasn’t shaken off her old Evil God habits. Go stop her.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille truly sought to punish the Fire Cult—but never indiscriminate slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, not a single Fire Cultist had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion vanished instantly—as if carried by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anarantis barely caught her breath—but with the ground melting beneath her feet, she had no time to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hurry and regroup your people for retreat, my apostle.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia’s command also reached her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But shouldn’t I help, my Goddess?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia replied, voice tinged with irritation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Do not question, my apostle. Just obey. I have a way to crush those fools.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…My apologies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chastised by her Goddess, Anarantis gave a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief hesitation, she immediately sheathed her sword and rushed toward the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No more thinking. I am the Apostle of Fire. I move only as the guiding flame commands…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion stood atop a hill, watching the disaster Kaiya had unleashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl stood with arms raised toward the sky—channeling her power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her old epithet—Evil God of Chaos—had not faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From her fingertips and beneath her feet, ultimate chaos erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earth and sky liquefied, flowing like rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal typhoon swallowed ground and rock, hurling them into the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ha-ha-ha-ha…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Insane.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Seems she held back too long—and now her nature breaks free. Perfect excuse to topple an enemy, don’t you think?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is she disobeying you, my Goddess?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille crossed her arms, watching Kaiya’s rampage with clouded eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[She probably meant to hold back at first.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So she got carried away and lost control…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Precisely. She holds a Goddess’s power within a human body—she hasn’t adapted yet.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh. My head hurts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion clicked his tongue. Thanks to Arwen’s efforts, there were no casualties—yet if Kaia wasn’t restrained, total annihilation loomed. She was a catastrophe capable of obliterating the entire continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The power of Goddesses is viciously overwhelming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille nodded calmly—her black hair fluttering beautifully in the tempest’s gale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Well, yes. Any of us could wipe out humanity if we truly wished.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d only been restrained by Eru’s presence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille’s eyes turned bitter, and she swallowed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll go stop her before it’s too late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion drew his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whirr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yogeo roared menacingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a breath, staring at the chaos vortex swelling madly in size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I must throw myself into that maelstrom.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t afraid—but with the Goddess of War watching over him, he felt safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fear scattered like wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[No, Sion. Even you can’t approach Kaia right now.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do we do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille smiled confidently. As the world grew more chaotic, the Goddess of War’s name only rose in value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[My power has recovered further. I shall bestow a gift upon my apostle.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s such a thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[She’s mine—my steed who’s fought beside me across countless battlefields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My divinity has finally grown strong enough to summon her again after so long.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion gulped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of War’s personal mount—its sanctity and beauty were beyond imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rise.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus spoke Achille.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath Sion split open—thick, scaled reptilian hide emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion staggered once, then regained balance atop the suddenly risen mount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GwOOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of War’s steed roared beneath the swirling sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion cried out in surprise. The Goddess stroked the monstrous lifeform emerging from the earth with affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Long time no see, Bashi.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bashi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KwOOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature called Bashi was a lizard the size of a small mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for its obsidian-black hide—so stunning it stole breath—it was indistinguishable from a world-shaking Earth Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A Basilisk. Bashi is her pet name.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh… pet name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[What’s that look for, my apostle?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing. Nothing at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Is it truly nothing?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Do well, my apostle.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Achille’s gesture, reins formed at Bashi’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion instinctively seized the divine reins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GwOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bashi charged without warning—leaping off the cliff the moment the reins appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka-BOOM! Ka-BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of Bashi’s steps shook the earth—each stride triggered earthquakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even Bashi’s overwhelming size was but a puppy before the vortex Kaiya had created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puppy Bashi roared, hurling her body toward the airborne boulders circling above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whooooom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wheeeeeee!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plunging into the typhoon, Sion faced a storm that shredded everything in its path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eye of the storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its center, Kaia raged uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion yelled to Bashi:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There! Take me right there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grrrrr!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bashi writhed like she was dancing—dodging boulders and uprooted trees hurtling at impossible speeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whizz! Whizz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rocks of all sizes and unknown debris posed constant threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion immediately drew his greatsword, holding it like a shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything here was chaos itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Order did not exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whizz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boulder grazed just over Sion’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heart-stopping—but exhilaration surged through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted, releasing his heightened emotions:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yikes! I’ve completely lost my mind!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GwOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bashi joined in—battering rock fragments with her armored body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even massive boulders couldn’t pierce her iron scales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ka-BOOM! Ka-BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bashi tore violently through the vortex, leaping across orbiting rocks that circled Kaiya like heavenly stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whizz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bashi and Sion finally reached the eye of the storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion cried out from midair:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bashi! Throw me there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GwOOO!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Go, Sion!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Goddess shouted, fully excited. The roar of war enveloped Sion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tiny fragments were blocked by sanctity and the Mantle of Divine Descent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion fell like a meteor— a black streak plummeting toward Kaia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaia still hadn’t regained consciousness—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she existed only as pure Chaos, bent on drowning the world in entropy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Should I cut her down?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must not die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never wished for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor was it the Goddess’s command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion sheathed his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before colliding with Kaiya— he clenched his fist tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a forceful landing, Sion veered past Kaia’s head—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>landing a solid bonk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaah—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaya screamed, regaining full consciousness in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accelerated from the heavens, that‘bonk’carried more destructive force than most attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only her divine body allowed her to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaia’s pupils vanished—covered by white—the Evil God of Chaos had returned to the Goddess of Order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn’t hold consciousness—Kaia fainted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion staggered to his feet—landing had taken a heavy toll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Starlight flickered along his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My—my Goddess… I think my legs are broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[That’s what I expected.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess laughed in relief, stroking her apostle’s head in gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shattered bones slowly reknit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky had already cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight gently bathed Sion and Bashi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still hadn’t calmed from the humiliation of treatment she’d never experienced before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll burn Elim to ashes to repay that disgrace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne twisted her cherry-like lips into a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elim was defenseless—its apostle absent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the War Knights or the Apostle of the Wildflower Cult would be overwhelmed by her current forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well then…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne began galloping across Elim’s quiet fields.\u003C\u002Fp>",1729,"2026-05-30T06:48:22.319Z","2026-06-01T04:30:34.110Z",1,"novelbin.me","02e5c0c5c332769fbdf7ee1ef4c6c54a41ff8bc0be3763e2cf1a70f479e749de","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-161","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-159",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-cover.jpg"]